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As the plane took off into the skies, through the window, I saw a black spot moving quickly across the runway. I rested my forehead against the cold window, and my heart soared. "Goodbye, Joseph." … The moment I landed, Asterna's biting winds scratched my face. I shivered and pulled my scarf tighter, then I went to the house I'd paid for. My neighbor was an old woman with light hair and eyes that matched the sky. She had a friendly smile. … That night, she came over with some beef curry. "To warm yourself up." I was going to say no. Doctor's orders. No spicy food. But then I realized I was dying anyway. No need to follow the doctor's orders.

The back square was filled beyond what it had been designed to hold, voices overlapping voices, opinions colliding before they could finish forming, the volume of it pressing outward in every direction until it felt less like a gathering and more like a living thing that had outgrown its container. Fires burned at the outer edges. The gates of the Hale estate behind us had been holding, but barely. History was going to be written here today. This place was either going to be destroyed by what happened in the next hour, or it was going to become the foundation for something rebuilt from the ground up. I had chosen the latter before I even arrived. "Do you think what we planned for is going to

"Tell me, Blake. What exactly has happened to your Luna?" My father sensed the moment his connection to me was severed. He knew something was wrong. A suffocating wave of dominance crashed through the hall. Lower-ranked wolves buckled and dropped to their knees. Even Blake — an Alpha — felt the pressure deep in his blood. It was the absolute authority of a supreme Alpha. He couldn't even think about resisting. But he still wouldn't talk. Meanwhile, I'd slipped past the patrols and reached the Temple of the Moon Goddess. The witch gave me an antidote.

"We’re going back to the beginning. We need to see if the Seventh Peak left us a map to the basement." ​Ninety miles away, the ground began to crack. The legend wasn't just continuing; it was evolving into a war for the very soul of the planet. And for the first time in 152 chapters, I didn't know if the "Good Guys" were the ones meant to win.

My words sent a shockwave through Derick and Jasmine, their faces a picture of pure horror. With a sly grin, I hit play on the recorder for all to hear. Jasmine's moans and Derick's breathy gasps were not the only things captured; their treacherous whispers filled the room. "Thanks for swapping the kids, darling. Our little one's destined to rule the roost now! "Lily's boy is your own blood. He's sick, and we're just leaving him to suffer. Doesn't that break your heart?"

She linked her arm through Maya’s, and together, they stepped forward into the light. The heavy, pristine silk of her ten-foot train glided flawlessly over the crimson carpet. Every single person in the cathedral stood up, their eyes wide with sheer, staggering awe. Grown men who routinely dismantled corporations found themselves wiping tears from their eyes. The sheer emotional weight of the moment—the orphaned girl who had survived a war and risen to become a Queen—was a palpable, magnetic force that completely suffocated the room. But Thea didn't look at the syndicate heads. She didn't look at the media cameras positioned in the high balconies.

I was just a woman who had survived the storm, standing in the quiet peace that love had built from the ruins of war. The end. Thank you very much for your love and support guys, this chapter concludes the novel His Royal Breeder. However I'll be publishing a few chapters that continues Ezekiel story in modern setting. Hope you love and enjoy it lovelies.

****A/N**** So this was the last chapter of BOOK 1 BOOK 2 :The Rejected Alpha King is out on GoodNovel P.S. [] is for what Elias said to Erica back when they spoke before she woke up.

I took my book and I lit my index finger with fire and tried burning the book. "They got us there". Zale said and sighed getting his own book and tried to toss it in the ocean. I stopped my fire and stopped him. "Well, as we are back to square one, let's just try to gather information from the northern part," I said and smiled at him. I put my book inside my bag again. It was pointless anyway, to burn the book. It is the book of origin, a book written by the Gods, it is protected from being harmed by anything, by anyone.

Long Chen is sitting cross-legged and eyes closed, 20 seconds ago he woke up in this body that had the same name as him and the headache caused by the memories of the previous host made him faint. Now Long Chen is meditating on the miracle that just happened to him, the last memory he had before waking up, is that he was on a cliff in the divine world and was betrayed by the alliance of the immortal gods forcing him to self-destruct, committing suicide to that they cannot get the treasures and secrets in their body. Before he died, a book that he had collected in an ancient tomb, which was written in a language that he could not understand, began to glow and suddenly it is the case that we h